‘Is it to your liking Anna?’ He smiled at me without a hint of shyness. I blurted and stammered that it would do very well indeed. He slid into be... and we were both naked under the cool cotton sheets. We lay chest to chest, his erect penis pressing against my belly, my breasts mashed to his upper body. I lifted my leg and hooked it over his hip. He kissed me, and kissed me, and pressed up against me. We lay like this for some time. Kissing each other, getting familiar with each others smells. Normally, that would indicate that all wasn’t quite right with his world, and she could feel the concern for him building inside her.Still with her arms around his neck, Anita pulled back just enough to look into his eyes as she asked, “Hey, you okay? You don’t usually hug me like that unless something’s wrong. Not that I’m complaining or anything.. You were always the greatest hugger!”.There was a momentary lull as Anita studied her father’s expression again.“So, what’s up?”, she wanted to. Angie’s your sponsor. She worries about you. Anyway don’t worry. She said she wouldn’t mind if I did you now and again.”“Wouldn’t mind if you ‘did me’ now and again?”“Yes, just to release the pressure sort of. We know how you men are slaves to your appetites. She doesn’t want to; party rules and all that sort of thing. I don’t give a toss though. I can have your prick up me and not feel oppressed for one moment.”“Thanks for the complement.”“Come on. I fancy a good fuck. An office Christmas. Where you from, how long been living here, where you work,...etc. The whole time though I see him checking out my dick. Which I am use to because I hang 9in soft and gay or not most guys always check me out when I am naked in the shower. Then the guy drops a bomb on me, and said " did you see my sexy wife in the weightroom". I answered back how could I not, and that he was a lucky man. He replied that he was but that she never lets him fuck her. I was surprised by this, and he must of read my.